Thursday, September 15, 2005
I just got back from Gerry's. I tried to give Gerry my collection of Vice back issues, but he had all but one of them. Trying to give him my collection of Vice magazines was liking trying to give him a box of porn. Not that I own a box of porn or have ever tried to give one away...I mean I have seen a box of porn, I know where a box of porn is, in fact this house actually has a box of porn. I should clarify that, in this house exists a box of porn that I do not own.
Earlier in the night I ate at Pizza Hut by myself. It was a little sad, and it was a little pathetic. I tried to make it less pathetic by bringing along newspapers with me, busy work. Reading the Halifax Daily News while eating bread sticks at Pizza Hut only marginally puts me higher on the pecking order than the 'dawg' columnist that HFX has.
Sitting there, alone, I think 'I hurried home from Cape Breton so I could what...? Take myself out to dinner?' It's sad.
The highlight of my night was buying a bottle of Colt 45 for some random woman on the street. She was complaining about a broken heart and smelling of cheap perfume and liquor. It wasn't intoxicating, but it lifted my spirits that someone else was getting polluted tonight.
Earlier in the night I ate at Pizza Hut by myself. It was a little sad, and it was a little pathetic. I tried to make it less pathetic by bringing along newspapers with me, busy work. Reading the Halifax Daily News while eating bread sticks at Pizza Hut only marginally puts me higher on the pecking order than the 'dawg' columnist that HFX has.
Sitting there, alone, I think 'I hurried home from Cape Breton so I could what...? Take myself out to dinner?' It's sad.
The highlight of my night was buying a bottle of Colt 45 for some random woman on the street. She was complaining about a broken heart and smelling of cheap perfume and liquor. It wasn't intoxicating, but it lifted my spirits that someone else was getting polluted tonight.
# posted by Die Brucke @ 12:51 AM 
